Theirs was a quiet kind of love, the kind where moments were stolen behind closed doors, conversations were conducted in whispers, and embraces shared in shadows.

Neji knew that if their secret got out, it would destroy whatever reputation they had. It would be best if they ended things.

But Neji could no more stop loving Hinata than the earth could stop rotating on its axis.

So he presses her into darkened corners to exchange heated kisses.

So he silences her gasps with his palm and let his fingers, his lips, his eyes tell her wordlessly the promises of forever he keeps in his heart.

And when they lay together in sated exhaustion, he knows that even as their actions send them spiraling to disaster, he is willing to fight oncoming destruction to spend his days and nights beside her.

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